My friend Jo-Ann and I were watching Spice World the other day (do you like how I say that passively like it was happening to us rather than saying I had been planning it for over a fortnight?) and it came to our attention that beyond being literally amazing it is also perfect for a drinking game. We were only hot hamming that night so we decided to only drink whenever Posh Spice did her point pose. I say only but needless to say we were quite drunk…

The bitch can point.

Anyway, grab yourself a gin and (slim-line) tonic or a blueberry vodka and soda and your copy of Spice World (now available on dvd. A Criterion version be that far behind, right?) and enjoy.

Drink for each of the following incidences:

Posh Spice
-any iteration of the point pose
-any mention of a little black dress

Sporty Spice
-any mention of Liverpool FC
-any high kick

Scary Spice
-any yelling
-after the line “When I say go, we go,” when Mel says “Go,” down your drink or slam a shot

Ginger Spice
-any use of the term “girl power”
-any time she makes the peace “V”

So I was listening to “So Pure” today and I realized that I totally forget to mention Alanuary this year. And it’s already gone!

DON’T FORGET.

January is the perfect time to listen to Alanis Morissette. You can probably go ahead and let it slide over a little into February, especially “Hands Clean” which I decided is in the Top 10 songs of the last decade in an aborted post about that subject.

So I’m at work thisafternoon and I was just glancing out the window a moment ago when I saw a women walking up the street neath an umbrella. This is not an unusual occurance in Vancouver except that IT’S NOT RAINING. Neither has it been raining. Nor is it about to rain. It’s not even super bright out or anything perchance necessitating a parasol. There was literally no reason I could fathom to be walking with an open umbrella on a day like today. It took every fibre of my being not to yell out the door “IT’S NOT RAINING!”